My Brother/ My Son

I was an only child for nine years.  My brother was born in October, 1959 three months after my 9th birthday.  He was two months early. The last summer of being an only child. That’s me in the center… in the goofy glasses with my cousins from Georgia. My mother’s third husband, Al, and I hit it off instantly. Some people are just inherently good with kids and he was one of those people. He always made me feel wanted. My mother is one of those who are gaga over babies. I always thought that was odd because she doesn’t have a...

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by special request: Life on the Streets

by special request: Life on the Streets

Today’s post is a special request.  We had a little going away happy hour for my dear friends Michele and Fabrizio last night.  They’re moving a bit too far away to join us on Wednesday evenings when those who are able gather to reconnect and raise a glass.  This little Wednesday tradition is now 12 years old. One of my all time favorite pictures of Michele and Fabrizio That is amazing to me.  That is longer than my husband and I have ever lived in one place… even longer than any of my mother’s...

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As Forrest Gump said, "Life is like a box of chocolates…"

As Forrest Gump said, "Life is like a box of chocolates…"

I’m writing this post on a rainy, chilly, very drearyday at the beach.  Dreary would describemy mood today, as well.  The day began with an ugly disagreement with Comcast,the cable service that has a monopoly in this town.  It’s next to impossible to win an argumentwith a monopoly.  The bill was paid but went to an old account.  Comcast still got the money, but it wasn’tapplied to the correct account so they decided to turn off our service. After spending over an hour on the phone with them theyconceded the problem was as...

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